FREDDY MERCURY CYPHER

[Intro] Heatseeker Limeboiler [Verse 1: limeboiler] My grandma just died and that isn't a joke Fell off my bike and I injured my scrote Playin' Skullgirls with all hands shootin' ropes I am not gay, I'm balls deep in the Pope I started giggle, she tickled my weenie Thought she wanted me, she wanted Dinne She look like Salvador Dali, she screaming I got lice, yeah, my pubis is teeming I feel like Tyler when he made Oldie My booty swampy, my butthole moldy Told her "you got so many holes, you holy" My bitch Italian, my bitch is oily She say she want me, hеr pussy is dry She said that I didn't smell, she liеd Feel like an egg, I'm smoky and fried She ate my ass and I started to cry [Verse 2: houdinne] I'm on the track, smokin' crack Drinkin' lean like I'm 2pac I got money like I'm 2pac Air Forces and they all black Strapped with an AK and a gat Tats on my neck and tats on my back I'm smoking cocaine in a Hellcat Fuck that bitch and then give her a Big Mac Dump that hoe 'cause her ass was too fat Drop in the early morning like a rooster I order a pint of lean at a Jamba Juice Shot him in the face and I ain't feel bad I conceal the pack and I drove real fast .223s and they peeled his head back Shot him in the face with a dirty gat Shot him up, bullets the size of a Tic Tac [Verse 3: Joey Ireland] When I was six years old I invented Bitcoin Off of tour I bought a single joint Getting double brain, this bitch conjoint I'm in Ireland, the River Boyne Again when I was six I was in the clinic a lot A clown posse came in I pulled out my 9, they got shot In the pen for ten years Came out, recorded this song Just downed ten beers Now bitches want my dong [Verse 4: zombAe] I scream on these bitches like I'm Zillakami I jack off in skirts that your bitch done bought me I be like faggots, you come with no fashion You niggas got problems, I come with my ratchet No [?], I go with the fashion, no caption, I go with the [?] I bash these motherfuckin' fascists Hadn't seen [no one?] what the fuck in the [?] Nigga got a problem with me, he gon' need a medic Adderall, uh [Pockets?], they revolve, uh I'm 21 Savage, you Twenty One Pilots Go and try to fight it I see you right through the iris I don't really like that song no more, uh I don't really wanna fuck no whore, aye I don't really wanna [?] no whore If you really got problems, I got the [?] I got the [?], yeah, nigga you want it If you really want it, I'm gonna box it I'ma go on you niggas like [?] I'ma go on you niggas like [?] I'm Seth Rogen, I'm Seth Rogen I'm with your hoe and she chokin' [?] if she want that [?] I caught your hoe and she bolted, ah [Verse 5: Dake] I just wanna eat my chips I just wanna know what you want What do you want I just wanna know what you need [Verse 6: limeboiler] Lime back with another verse Ate a burger, needa burst Spilled some ketchup on my shirt Dick too hard, dick hurt Anime, spurt-spurt Ahegao keyboard Shawty like my length but I got too much girth, yuh Got a Mac 11 on my desk I did 9/11 and the rest Went to 7/11 for some bread Went to 7/11 for some head Actually behind 7/11, there was a girl that I met there Who sucked off my meat hairs Now I'm lookin' like a hairless cat, what's up with that That's weird Now she want me to shave my beard but I like my beard No cap Feel like Young Thug, got a [?] on a race track And I'm grabbin' on her ass, like smack-smack She say she want me 'cause I look like the guy from Smash Mouth Who ate all those eggs I need a bitch who got no legs I need a bitch who got no head A Dullahan, specifically, with no legs [Verse 7: taylor morgan] I'm with my mom, I help her with groceries I hope y'all don't roast me Everyone's gross to me And I don't know what's wrong with me I'm in Pennsylvania like Hershey Please don't hurt me I'm in school like learning Doing crimes like Birdy I don't know what time it is I still don't know what time it is Nobody will tell me what time it is I just wanna know what time it is I guess I'll just finish this verse I skrrt off in the hearse I just stole somebody's purse That won't be the first [Verse 8: J1ll B1ll] *incoherent nonsense* [Verse 9: quinn] Pop filter off while I record this shit Took her to the port, shot her, and I recorded it Called the police and I panicked so I reported it Put my DNA all over the weapon like right before the shit I would buy a 'Rarri but I can't even afford the shit I just got a child, I'm 'bout to contact an abortionist Smokin' on that sticky icky, smellin' like some horse's shit Had to get the fuck off Twitter, tired of that horny shit Fifty on my waist and my watch, bitch, I'm drippin' Out on the corner 'cause I'm motherfuckin' crippin' Mama told me come inside the house but she was trippin' Transgender drug dealer, I be water whippin' Don't know anything except for estrogen in kitchens Had to switch the flow because I forgot what rhymed with kitchens And I'm with your grandpa's bitch lookin' at the pigeons This verse was so bad but it's only 'cause of the mixin' [Verse 10: negative agp] Give me big mouth Freddy Mercury I'm in need of some aid, Freddy Mercury Yeah, I'm lyin' in the court commitin' perjury Yeah, you know that I'm gay like Freddy Mercury [Verse 11: Anonymous] [?] I'm a beast, I'm a thug [?] [?] coffee in my mug [?] place, stay up late No wait, it's seven in the morning [?] in the morning [?] make the most of the day [?] this year, I hope it's okay [Verse 12: Spunch Bob] Got [?] from the dark web I think there's gum in it Tried to buy a gun in the shop I'm too retarded [?] but that shit exploded Now there's a hole in my head Try not to cum in it [Verse 13: ezip] I just hotboxed a Hellcat with an Xbox 1 Series X I don't know what to say after that, help I just spoke to your girlfriend and we had sex (Fornicate) That last line was just not true I don't know what to rhyme with sex Motherfuckers told me to say flex I just walked into Walmart and stole seven PS5s They ask me where I got all these PS5s I said I have a family of sixty-five They said they understand why I'm holding seven PS5s If motherfuckers do not stop staring at me, no one in this Walmart will be alive If you want the Frog Bible 2021 edition hit my line Wait, hold on, I gotta go piss real quick (I just got back-) I just got back from pissin' There is someone tryna break into my kitchen Fuck all you, if you disagree with me I'm killing myself She said she want [?] gravy, I told her I'm goated with the sauce My dreams be weird as fuck like white Peter Griffin selling G Herbo some gas [Verse 14: soupflavor4loko] No sabes con [?] te metes No sabes con quien [pas?] Yo no juegos está [?] Ni tampoco [?] [?] juegos puntacom Super smash, thrash Juegos en mi [?] Give my girl [media?] flash Descargando [?] Descargando dollar Descargando [?] Descargando casado No sabes con quien te metes No sabes con [pas?] Si [?] en mi camino Descarte los juegos en flash Took a bunch of Vyvanse Made about five bands Fucked your girl raw, now she's askin' me for five bands I don't really get it 'cause I'm not even fertile But she's servin' up my broth like a damn sea turtle Fuck, put your yeast on my D, stat Hanging from my tree like a baby in a cot Even when I die I don't think I'll fuckin' rot Just met my [?] through a Congress member’s house [Verse 15: kuru] I wrote a [?] then I fuckin' go long [?] I said so long And I smoking gas, oh yeah it's so strong And I got five [?] on my song Uh, they ridin' away like a [?] Ten bands, yeah I know you see that shit Uh [?] I'm fly out to Phoenix And I'm [?] like I'm droppin' a fetus I just [?] Just top tier, no they cannot defeat us And they say that [?] but they know that they need us I ain't playin' no games, I ain't rockin' Adidas Like a fuckin' sloth I might run to the fuckin' bag You get smoked like a fuckin'- You get smoked like a fuckin', shit You get smoked like a fuckin' bitch We gon' put your ass in a backwood You get put in a fuckin' ditch Bitch I [?] around on a switch Yeah I [?] fuck [?] made you switch You might need a couple of stitches [?] like a pitch Bitch we can throw your ass off a bridge No, I can't find shit in my fridge Aimin' the Glock at your wrists I made a hundred bands now I'm rich Hundred bands, now I'm rich No, I can't find shit in my fridge Ooh, Aimin' the Glock at your wrists I made a hundred bands, now I'm rich Hundred bands, now I'm rich [Verse 16: Lil Grip] I need top from a bitch in some knee socks I need sloppy from Vsauce She suckin' me, her willy beatbox I just took away my son's Leapfrog I just sold K2 to the cake boss He gave me cake to 'cause he bake lots I said "Hey, thank you, Buddy Valastro" He said "Lil Grip, it is no prob" Then I robbed him for his fondant Now his whole family's despondent TLC is all out of content Like what are we gonna do, we're gonna do Breaking Amish Your girl look like a goblin, we have frequent correspondence She doesn't call you when she's ovulating 'cause we in the crib makin' omelets